The End of a Brighter November Day

Cherry

By Rhiannonw

Sat, 30 Nov 2019
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15 comments
 

Long shadows,
low glinting golden
winter evening sunshine
brightening bricks
and bunched ginger leaves
retained on some trees
while most are empty skeletal
silhouetted tracery across the sky,
ploughed fields and
misty distances:
dusk falls, then darkness
– a crescent golden moon leans near the horizon.

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Poem
Countryside explorations
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Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Nolan on

Very romantic Rhiannon, I would say! I enjoy all your work.

Good weekend! & Nolan

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks! We were enjoying the ride, though its cause was a series of car troubles, and having to return quite a distance to a garage, when we had planned a birthday walk! but as you say, a lovely ride and scene like that sets a good scene for relaxation, friendship and emotions! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Beautifully written Rhiannon. I just love the idea of:- 

bunched ginger leaves

retained on some trees,

while most are empty skeletal

silhouetted tracery across the sky,

and:-

Long shadows,

low glinting golden

winter evening sunshine

brightening bricks

I think you've summed up a perfect November day. I don't mind saying that the sun at this time of year is such a pleasure, because it's pleasant to walk in and brings the earth to life.

Very much enjoyed and one of my favourites of yours.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you very much, Jenny, and glad you enjoyed. As I said to Nolan above, it was a disappointment we'd not been able to have my husband's birthday outing, but so delighted in what was a lovely cross-country route, and in such beautiful sunshine. Especially as he'd done the same journey the day before in dark, heavy rain! As you say, we have these lovely days that refresh after the dark ones. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you for cherries. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I enjoyed this Rhiannonw- thank you. Things never seem so bad if the sun shines

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you. A relief from the feeling expressed in the Inspiration Point! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by hoalarg1 on

I enjoyed how this overflowed with content despite its brevity. A hard feat to pull off. Well done.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you. I much appreciate that feedback! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

 

"low glinting golden" I love the long vowels in this! Like sunbeams
"winter evening sunshine" and this line is nippy
"brightening bricks" and the immediate idea of cosiness here

"dusk falls, then darkness
– a crescent golden moon leans near the horizon." I like the grading change. It reminds me strongly of a long walk we did years ago, only it was a huge round moon we saw :0) But the sky changing and us under it, the sense of land spread round you, you have made it so real!

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you very much for your thoughtful reading and analysis again, Di! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

This is lovely, Rhiannon. Do you know William Carlos Williams' poems?

Sorry if I'm repeating myself.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you. No, very little, are they favourites of yours? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Rhiannon.

He had a descriptive style that was based on the idea that the truth or beauty of everything was in the thing itself (non-idealist maybe). He also loved the landscape and the people around him and wrote shedloads describing those things, much of it beautiful. He parted company with Eliot, Pound and those US poets who "sold out" by moving back towards the European (including British) classical traditions. Look him up.

I'm not too keen on Pound but like Eliot to a point. Ginsberg was influenced to a point by WCW, but owes more to some of the French Symbolists, who may or may not have included Apollinaire. I like Ginsberg.

Have you read Robert Frost? He's good, too.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Interesting to see your reading likes and influences! I suppose my roots have been more in more traditionally structureed English and Welsh poetry, with clear, though thoughtful and concentrated, meaning but musical structure.

Actually even clear meaning will often elude me, until explained! Rhiannon